If I leave, it will be indefinite.

Love is always full of twists and turns, twists and turns through the course of people's lives, there is a kind of feeling called helping each other, there is a kind of feeling, called secret love.

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The saddest love in my life is not that I love you, you don't love me, but that I love you, but you don't know. The mood that grows secretly, because there is no comfort of the sun, so dark and obscure, originally walking by your side, I want to hold your hand, but the desire to hold hands is finally isolated by the distance and transformed into a bitter smile on the side of the mouth.

Everyone has been secretly in love, and silence has become the only excuse for secret love, not that you dare not love you, but that I do not know whether you love me or not. I am afraid that my love will become rash and affectionate in your eyes. Young heart, in the world of self-esteem, there is no room for flaw and mockery. So, I spent a whole youth in exchange for your tender turn to me.

Secret love is a sad and beautiful thing, young heart, in the prime of life, but full of vicissitudes and loneliness, but we are still obsessed with watch, trapped in the happiness of loneliness secretly sad.

In fact, you never understand my heart, you do not know, I used to love you, through the door of fate, how I wait for the love in my heart, and then wait for the next reincarnation. There are some people, doomed to this life will not forget, there are some things, doomed to this life can not be lightly erased, some feelings, I can only put in the heart alone aftertaste, some words, destined to be buried in the bottom of my heart, this is secret love.

Qingqizi, leisurely my heart, I stand at the intersection, the refreshing wind messes with my three thousand long hair, lonely light winding in the hair, dance chaos I am full of lingering, so, I stand for a long time, I wait for you, also for a long time, waiting for your care, your love, your care, but, in the end, I closed the door of thinking about you, this is a forgetting of life, but also a memorial to love.

I left you, if I leave, it will be endless, once the heart is surging, the undercurrent is like a note, the taste of my secret love for you is my unforgettable war in this life. When your eyes come, I always seem to inadvertently look past, you do not know, I used how much thought, just flashed your glance, at that moment in the side eyes, hidden a girl how many nostalgic thoughts.

I am you inadvertently glance at the scenery, but you, but occupy all the scenery in my heart, I scribbled your name in the blank, a few words take root in my eyes, knowing that there is no hope ahead, but still stubbornly growing in the dark.

I love you, in an unknown corner, missing is ravaging my young and unworldly heart. I think, in the future, I will never step into the swamp of secret love again, because my heart is too tired. secret love is a person's journey after all, on the road of love, alone is doomed to a hopeless ending.

Who has not been young, who has not been secretly in love, with the growth of age, experienced secular heart, is no longer easily moved, however, whenever the music think of, my mood, then in that sad and melodious music, gradually spread, perhaps, secret love is a childish love, but in our young hearts, that love was once so heavy, so heavy

I finally gave up, secret love is after all a passing heart in youth, once, how I hope you can stay in my life for a long time, but in the end, I found that, in the sadness of self-pity, secret love evolved into my narcissism.

On rainy days, I will listen to the rain through the window, and the sound of raindrops knocking on the window lattice turns into endless resentment in my heart; when the dust is all over the sky, I look at the dust rising with the wind, and my heart seems to be filled with mist, the wind rolls the leaves, and my barren heart is also desolate.

Youth, can no longer go back, love the person, also finally lost, later, I can finally understand, I like you, but I love myself more, I am afraid that one day, I no longer love you as before, I am afraid that one day, I suddenly lost the feelings of secret love, lost the ability to love.

After all, secret love is transformed into narcissism, which is a feeling that grows secretly with you as the carrier. The beautiful person I have a crush on is my fantasy after all. It is a journey of narcissism that I have imagined for countless days and nights.

So, when I understand this, I will leave you, even if we can still see each other day and day, but my heart has been far away from you, everything, in a certain evening, the wind becomes a sad song, if I leave, we will have nothing to do with each other, the heart that once loved you no longer belongs to you, it belongs to the one who really loves me at the next station.

If I leave, it will be forever, goodbye forever, I once had a secret love, I make peace with my life, will no longer worry about gains and losses to wait for a dream of love.

I bowed my head and gently fiddled with a ray of hair in front of my forehead. A breeze blew through my forehead, and it spread out in the palm of my hand. The emerald green leaves, which were too dark and green, danced gracefully in the wind. My heart, at the turn of spring and summer, also exudes a faint fragrance.

If I leave, I will say goodbye indefinitely, my unrequited love, my unrepentant youth.

Author: latitude 16C North